Creative Short Stories

  Staring at the scale. Will the number ever go down? Working on losing weight is such a struggle sometimes I just want to throw my hands up in the air and scream. So I signed up, for the gym. People say that it would help, but I don't think it will. I sigh and get a gym bag together: change of clothes, water bottle, shampoo and conditioner, body wash, and some slides. I don't have my car so I will have to just take the bus. Across the city.  I get off the bus and I just dread my decision. I sigh and I walk in. I got this. Just do cardio... for 1 hour and then I can leave... I say to myself to give myself the courage to even want to step foot in the gym.  I see a guy.. who seems to be chubby, but not as big as me. I decide maybe if I work out in the area he is maybe I won't feel judged that much. So I get on the treadmill and I begin to walk. "Are you new here?" He asks.  "Yes I am. Just looking to get healthier you know?" He nods back and he introduces ...

  Has anyone ever gotten a wish granted from a shooting star? That thought entered Elaine's mind when she was sitting on her balcony on a rainy night in July. She started to draw in her notebook and started to write down her wishes and dreams. I wish there would be a time where I can just relax. She shook her head and laughed. She knew she was not the person to typically just sit down and do nothing. Is that original to any other thought that others have? Like the ability to lose weight but still eat those cupcakes.  The rain had cleared and she looked up. There it was, a shooting star. WOAH!  She never thought she would see one after a storm. So she whispered her wish. To have a day of relaxation. She then went inside and closed the screen door, glass door, and her blinds. Went to her room and laid down on her bed. Scrolling through TikTok. She was laughing at the all the dances. If I could only dance like that. If I had a body like that.  THE NEXT MORNING  BUZ...